I Have a Trillion Merits

After Yuan Yuan said this, he looked at Lao Tzu beside him, hoping that Lao Tzu could help him.

After all, the two are both Sanqing, and friendship is far more important than others.

Moreover, Lao Tzu ranked second among the seven, second only to Hong Yun, so his words naturally had some weight.

That's why Yuanyuan spoke like this, even if the Taoist ancestor had said it before.

The Twelve Golden Immortals who explained the teachings committed murder during the Human-Emperor War, which led to this calamity just now, so the twelve of them must be on the list.

However, there are few original true disciples, so they still don't want their disciples to be on the list.

That's why I said that there are very few true disciples under my sect, and I am afraid that I will damage my foundation and so on.

The old man on the side sighed when he heard the original words, and then slowly said: "Yuan's words are correct, and the two of us have the fewest true disciples, so we really can't make it to the list."

at any time.

He looked at the Second Saint of the West again, and said, "You have many disciples in the West. Before the Lich War, you took away countless demon clans with good aptitude."

"It's better to make some more and fill them in the list, so as to deal with this calamity of Conferring Gods."

As soon as this remark came out, the Second Saint of the West was furious.

Zhunti said, "Brother Dao, what do you mean by this? The West is so poor that I can only take Wanling as my disciples, and their aptitude is not good enough."

"There are only a few with really good aptitude. If they are filled in, there will be no one in my west in the future."

Jie Yin also said at the side: "Brother Dao, do you want to break my western inheritance?"

Seeing the two of them open their mouths like this, Yuanyuan immediately said: "You have many disciples in the west, this is already a fact, just fill in some more, and I will make it up for myself."

"And it's an extremely simple method."

"Simple?"

Zhunti sneered and said, "Since it's simple, why didn't brother Dao just fill in the list of the gods with the twelve golden immortals under you?"

"After all, that is the person who caused the calamity."

"Besides, the teacher also said that these twelve people will definitely be on the list of gods, so why do you have to struggle?"

Yuan Yuan was extremely angry when he heard the words, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, what Zhunti said was true, and he had no way to refute it.

The saints on the side watched all this with cold eyes.

Among these arguments, Nuwa is the most relaxed, and she has no disciples under her sect.

Although the Taoist ancestor once said before that all spirits in the prehistoric and desolate will be robbed, but with the cultivation base of the saint Nuwa, even if they are robbed, there is no need to worry at all.

After all, this catastrophe is not enough to endanger the saint.

Seeing that Yuanyuan was speechless by Zhunti, Lao Tzu immediately said: "There are indeed very few true biography of Yuanyuan's sect. This is an indisputable fact."

"I hope all the juniors have mercy, besides, you fought the lich before Buddhism and took away many demon clans."

"Why don't we just fill in these monster races on the list."

After I finished speaking, I suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the field.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Nuwa's ugly face.

Just now I want to go, there is a deep cause and effect between Nuwa and Yaozu.

Previously, the Second Saint of the West had indeed taken away many monster races.

But it didn't endanger her life. Although Nuwa felt a little unhappy, she was not angry.

However, this time Lao Tzu proposed to let those monster races taken away by the Second Saint of the West be included in the list, which would completely ruin the lives and future of those monster races.

Nuwa's complexion instantly became ugly.

Seeing this, Hong Yun hastily said, "This catastrophe of conferring gods, all spirits are involved, so it is inevitable for us."

"But if you only want one family to fill up the quota..."

"It's been a while."

When Yuan Yuan saw Hong Yun speak, he became even angrier in his heart.

The matter of the underworld.

Originally they had already suppressed Hongyun, but who would have thought that Houtu would suddenly appear and hand over the underworld to Hongyun.

This can be regarded as completely defeating their abacus.

This time, all his disciples went out to the world to find the whereabouts of the person who should be robbed.

But how could the person who should be robbed be so easy to find.

Lao Tzu looked at Hong Yun and said, "What do you think senior brother should do this time?"

Hong Yun heard the words and was about to speak.

Yuan Yuan on the side took the lead and said, "That's enough, since we have different opinions, let's do it according to our own abilities."

"Let's see who is going to be robbed."

Hong Yun couldn't help but smiled when he heard the words, and said: "Since Junior Brother has made up his mind, then I will follow you."

"This time to measure the calamity, we will each rely on our own ability."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Yuan snorted coldly, and left Zixiao Palace directly.

Laozi let out a long sigh, then turned and left.

The two saints of the West looked at Hong Yun with a somewhat ugly expression. After all, their Buddhism lost a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva before the calamity began.

This time, Hongyun complied with Yuanyuan's words, each according to his own ability.

Then the development of the situation will be difficult to predict.

At that time, they don't know whether they can get out of the matter.

The two turned around and left.

Nuwa looked at Hongyun, then at Tongtian, and couldn't help laughing: "Since this matter has been decided, I'll go back first."

Hong Yun smiled and said, "Okay."

Nuwa smiled, and left Zixiao Palace directly, and ran towards Wahuang Palace.

After Nuwa left, Tongtian laughed and said, "Brother Dao, what happened to the underworld..."

Hong Yun smiled and waved his hands, and said: "You don't have to be like this, I know you have waited for the friendship of Sanqing for thousands of years."

"It doesn't have to be that way."

Seeing that Hong Yun's expression did not seem to be fake, Tong Tian couldn't help laughing and said: "Thank you for your understanding, brother, then I will go back first."

Hong Yun smiled, watched Tong Tian leave, and returned to Penglai Xiandao.

...

After the Twelve Golden Immortals under the original sect descended from the mountain, they began to travel in the world.

At this time, the dynasty in the world has already changed its master.

Now the world is the Shang Dynasty, and the current king of Shang is Tai Ding and Wu Yizi, the son of Wu Yi, the king of Shang.

Now the twenty-ninth monarch of the Shang Dynasty.

The Shang Dynasty was powerful, and its strength had far surpassed that of the original Xia Dynasty.

now.

Just when Tai Ding was in the court hall, listening to the report of the situation from the officials below.

Suddenly, I heard the report from the guards outside that a fairy came.

Since the Xia Dynasty, immortals have emerged in endlessly, but most of them are mortal monks, and few real immortals show their faces.

But the palace is heavily guarded, so how could it be unaware of this.

How could an ordinary mortal monk startle the court by yelling.

All the officials looked outside one after another.

Even Tai Ding couldn't help but turned to the outside of the hall, and said, "I don't know which immortal is coming, please tell him like in the hall."

The guard outside the palace hurriedly said respectfully: "No!"

Afterwards, the guards led the people into the palace to meet King Shang.

I saw that the visitor was tall and tall, with piercing eyes, riding a huge black unicorn under his crotch, and stood on the court hall after arriving at the main hall.

Facing King Shang above, he respectfully said, "Wen Zhong, I have met King Shang."